Written for ErynPotter's 100 stories under 100 word challenge.

I used the prompt Scream.

Word-count: 100

He really, really, really wanted to scream.

Tell that big, stupid, idiot how much pain he had caused.

That insensitive bastard.

How could he?

Oliver had asked himself that several times.

The simple answer would be – he was heartless.

But Oliver knew that he had a heart, somewhere deep inside.

Somewhere.

How else would he explain the kisses?

The many, many, many kisses.

He had made love to him.

So many times.

That sod.

Scream. He wanted to scream so loud!

Destroy his lungs, his throat.

And everyone else's ears.

It drove him crazy.

How could he?

Marry someone else…